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| [The Rise and Fall of the City of Monogamy - by theholyinnocent] |
He thinks if he stands still nothing will happen. Few dare to broach his space, even fewer receive an invitation. But she dares. She is in flight across the room, a distant winged shadow moving ever closer, until she is there, facing him, pressed into him as if they could merge, as if they could fuck and burn right through the meaningless barrier of clothing. Her boldness is legendary—it’s what gets him about her. But it is her unexpected gentleness—her hands cupping his face, her mouth drinking, with every delectable inhalation, from his kiss—that unravels him.
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